Ponsberge pinched harder and harder, his eyes were red, and he was about to pop out.

Lumian would have been speechless, and if his eyes hadn't started to darken, he would have had to say "thank you" to him.

At that moment, a palm reached out of nowhere and grabbed the hair on the back of Ponsbene's head, trying to forcibly separate him from Lumian.

"What are you doing, do you want to kill him? Are you human? Pierre Berry, the shepherd, scolded in a deep voice as he stopped Ponce and Bennet.

Ponsberge turned a deaf ear, his bloodshot eyes lit up with only the figure of Lumian, and the only thought in his mind that was occupied by rage and bloodlust was the thought of "kill this bastard".

Syllable!

The shepherd, Pierre Berry, lifted his right leg and kicked Ponsberg with his brand new "leather shoes". Key.

Ponsberge reflexively let go of his hands, covered his lower body, clamped his thighs, and fell to the ground. He unconsciously made a hoho ho sound, and his expression was twisted in pain like a rooster choked by the neck.

Shepherd Pierre, Berry glanced at the guy and said with a calm expression: "When you recover a little, take Lumien to the altar, and the ceremony will begin." He then withdrew his gaze and leaned down to regain his body and check Lumien's condition.

It wasn't until Lumian regained his senses and slowly opened his eyes that he showed his head. As the dark horizon was filled with light again, and the pain in his neck became clearer, Lumien was disappointed to find that instead of the familiar ceiling of his own bedroom, he saw the blood-scarred face of shepherd Pierre Beridau.

"I'm not dead yet!" He subconsciously muttered in his heart that he saw Pomp Bey, who was curled up on the ground, and muttered, "Waste! Lumian scolded with extreme contempt, "Women can't handle it, men can't die, what's the point of you dying alive?" ”

Ponsberg felt a wave of anger rush straight to his head, if it weren't for the pain in his lower body, if it weren't for the shepherd Pierreberry watching, he would definitely lose his mind again.

Half of the roof was gone, and the ragged Luminian and Aurore houses were gone.

Spilled from above. With a little moonlight and starlight, Lyne, Leah, and Valentine sneaked back in.

After confirming that there was no one around, Lyne turned his head to Leah and said, "The situation tonight seems to be more serious than we imagined, you do the divination." ”

On the way from the edge of the village of Cordu to Lumien's house, they found no one in each of the houses, and they did not know where they had gone.

It's a frightening anomaly!

"Okay." Leah nodded.

Without waiting for her to take out a pen and paper and write down the divination sentences, Lai En told again: "You must be careful, choose the direction of divination, and don't try it if you feel too dangerous." ”

"I understand." Ria still has a lot of experience in this area, and knows that in a dangerous and abnormal place like Cordu Village, the slightest mistake in the direction of divination can cause extremely serious injuries to herself, and even lose control on the spot.

She pondered for a few seconds, then entered Aurore's bedroom, which had no walls on the side of the hallway, and found a manuscript to make.

While Leah was writing the divination statement, Lyne and Valentine walked into Lumian's room, where they had slept.

Lynn's brown suitcase sat next to the window desk, completely covered by the curtain.

Seeing that the things were still there, Lyne breathed a sigh of relief and said to Valente, "Get ready." ”

As he spoke, he dragged the suitcase out, laid it down on the ground, and opened the brass metal clasp.

Valentine stretched his arms slightly, causing illusory golden flames to leap out of the void and illuminate the room.

With a serious expression, Laien finally dared to open his luggage, where there was no change of clothes, no books and no coins, and there was a strange scarecrow lying quietly with three folded up.

The scarecrow's eyes are blindfolded. The face, neck, palms, feet, and calves are all made of brownish-green straw, but the arms, chest, and thighs are covered. Slightly pale skin that looks very real.

This is a magical item that the joint investigation team received from the Diocese of Eternal Sun Church Ston before they set out.

They're at this level. The team is allowed to apply for seals to deal with anomalies according to regulations.

Lane closed his eyes, and the information about the magical item in front of him naturally came to his mind: "Number: 217.

Name: Tanago Scarecrow. ”

"Danger Level: 2, Dangerous, Use with caution and moderation, only three or more actions or deacons, diocesan bishops can apply."

"Secrecy Level: Bishop, Squad Leader, and above."

"Description: This scarecrow was first discovered in the Tarnago region of Lyston Province, on the edge of a village that had been destroyed by cult worship rituals."

"Two police officers and six farmers disappeared after placing this scarecrow on the farmland on the road and never reappeared."

Studies have shown that if you enter within one meter of this straw and are seen by its eyes, it will lose self-awareness, approach the scarecrow uncontrollably, and disappear after a few seconds, leaving only the clothes it wears and the items on its body.

When the sun is at its strongest, even if you touch this scarecrow and see it, you will not disappear.

According to the recollection of a farmer in another village, the scarecrow was normal and indistinguishable from other scarecrows, until the village to which the farmland belonged was destroyed.

For each missing person, a part of its body grew flesh and blood, covering the skin, but only a small piece. "It's impossible to know what happens to the scarecrow's flesh and skin on every part, but it's likely to come back to life.

"This scarecrow already has a certain living trait, will shift places at night, will try to break free from the seal.

"Sealing method: Blindfold it from behind with a thick black cloth and place it in a small, dark space."

How to use: The scarecrow must be removed in the light of the sun and the black cloth that blindfolds its eyes is undone.

"Addendum: 1 In any case, don't be seen by it, even if it is protected by the sun, it will have nightmares for a long time, and will appear mentally weak." 2 Try not to use this scarecrow for more than two minutes at a time, otherwise its tendency to flee and resist will become more and more obvious.

"3 Warning: This Sun Yi Scarecrow can be sealed forever until it is about to obtain enough flesh and blood."

By the time Lane and Valentine checked for the loss of the seals and escaped, Ria had already entered a state of "dream divination".

She whispered to herself the divination phrase "Aurel's location", sat down at the desk and quickly fell into a deep sleep, leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and with the help of the four small silver bells, the half-awake and half-confused Leah saw Aureel in a simple white robe in a distorted and illusory world, saw things that seemed to be altar white, saw the villagers gathered around, and saw the stained glass and golden walls in the distance.

Leah opened her eyes and ran out of the room, saying to Lane and Valentine, "They're all in the church!" In the ceremony! ”

Inside the church of the "Eternal Sun".

Disappointed, Lumien is carried by Ponsberg to the altar of cloves and tulips, next to Pierre Berry, a shepherd watching over them.

Glancing at her hollow-eyed sister Aurel, Lumian turned his head sideways and smiled at Pierreberry: "You're a coward, a piece of waste!"

The shepherd glanced at him, but did not respond, nor did his expression change.

Lumian continued to laugh and said, "Your woman is sick and dead, but you don't dare to do anything evil, you only know that you believe in evil gods.

"Why did she die? It's not because the factory owner doesn't let them rest and gives them very little money. "If it were me, I would definitely visit the boss in person and hang his whole family on the factory chimney!

"Did you do it? You don't! You're afraid, you're afraid you're dying yourself, waste, coward! Lumien, who observed Pierreberry's subtle movements, quietly added a provocative ability to his last sentence.

Shepherd Pierre Berry's expression distorted instantly, and his originally gentle eyes gradually became tyrannical, as if he had unlocked a seal and released the demon within.

"Calm down!!" The parish priest at the altar position, Guillaume Bernet, looked at it and shouted sharply.

Pierre Berry shuddered and came to his senses.

He then ripped off strips of snow cloth from his tattered clothes, crumpled them into a ball and shoved them into Lumian's mouth.

Lumien struggled, but couldn't dodge.

He cursed constantly, adding "provocation", but because the time was too short, before he could spit out a few words, his mouth was completely blocked by the cloth, and he could no longer speak.

Anxiety and despair rushed into Lumi's heart at the same time, and he almost collapsed.

He forcibly controlled his emotions and did not let the thought of giving up take over his mind.

As he was carried up to the altar, his thoughts raced as he thought of another way to commit suicide.

It wasn't long before he was brought to the parish priest, separated from Aurel by the huge black symbol of thorns.

Guillaume Bernet first motioned to the shepherd Pierreberry to help Lumien, then looked at the young man's face and said with a smile: "You are better than I thought, but you are still close." ”

"The world is too dangerous, men need two fathers to do it, and you don't have one, no one to tell you about life experience."

It is a common saying in Intius that refers to the father in the sense of the family and the father in the sense of society, the latter often referring to the "godfather".

This is also the reason why the people of Indis are popular to recognize godfathers and godmothers.

With this proverb, the parish priest was mocking Lumian as an orphan who had neither a godfather nor a father.

Then your child may have three fathers, no, four, you, his nominal father, his godfather, his mother's other mistress, if it weren't for the mouth gagged, Lumian would have mocked the parish priest like this, in order to provoke him, to make him lose his husband and kill himself on the spot.

Unfortunately, he couldn't say anything.

"Shall we start the ritual now?" The shepherd Pierre Berry asked about Guillaume Bernet.

The parish priest shook his head: "Wait a little longer. ”

"What are you waiting for?" Pierre Berry was puzzled.

The parish priest did not respond, and Lumian was already considering a new method of suicide.

Soon, he had an idea: enter a deep meditation state, accept the gaze of those two beings, strive to hear the mysterious and terrifying voice as soon as possible, and get himself to the point of collapse and loss of control!

Looking sideways at Auror, who looked dull and stared blankly, and the rest was the same as usual, Lumian closed his eyes.

He sketched the crimson sun first, and when his emotions calmed down, he immediately turned to the round ball with his eyes crossed.

Silently, Lumian saw the green film of gray mist, saw the chaotic superimposed patches of color, and saw many indescribable things that seemed to not exist.

This time, however, he had no sense of being watched by some presence in the depths of the gray mist and infinity.

Why is it different? Lumien opened his eyes in amazement.

At this moment, a man walked in the door of the church.

He wears a black robe, a wide hood, and his entire face is hidden in the shadows, and he is tall, almost one meter eight.

Seeing this man walking step by step towards the altar, the parish priest immediately turned his body sideways and moved out of the way to show humility and respect.

Who's that? The one behind the parish priest? Lumian looked at the ordinary one suspiciously, and the more he looked at the man, the more familiar he felt, and finally, he remembered!

It was a figure hidden in the corner of the wizard's tomb!

The black-robed man went up to the altar, came to Lumian and leaned down slightly, and said with a smile in his voice, "Did you find that meditation is useless?" ”

"What? How does he know? Lumian looked at the other in shock and amazement.

At this distance, no matter how much the hood covered, he could clearly see the face of the black-robed man: it was eighteen or nineteen years old, with slender limbs, short dark hair, light blue eyes, deep facial features, and quite handsome.

Lumian's gaze froze instantly.

It was a face he knew all too well, and he saw it every day when he looked in the mirror.

It's himself!